The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

 “Is the Sword Tomb going to be opened?”

“Speaking of which, although Jintang is amazingly talented, I don’t know if he can be recognized by Jianzhong.”

“The last person to be recognized by Jianzhong was Lou Qingmo. That was seven or eight years ago.”

“If Lou Jintang is not recognized by Jianzhong, will he not be able to become the clan leader?”

The tribesmen followed behind with different opinions and doubts in their eyes.

“Speaking of which, Jintang is the first girl from the Lou family to enter the Jianzhong. I don’t know if she will be recognized by the Jianzhong...”

Lou Jintang pulled the seventh elder’s sleeve: “Elder, can I ask Chaochao to accompany me?”

"Chaochao teaches me swordsmanship, so he is not considered an outsider."

 The elders deliberated for a moment and nodded.

General Lou was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Open the sword tomb!"

 A thick stone door slowly opened.

 The sword energy rushed towards his face, carrying a sharp and ancient aura.

"I have a sword I like, can I draw it?" Lu Chaochao asked casually before entering the door.

Several elders laughed loudly: "Pull it out, pull it out, if you like it, just pull it out!"

The tribesmen all laughed out loud.

"Little princess, you don't know. The Lou Family Sword Tomb has its own temper. If a disciple he doesn't like, he will die without being able to draw the sword. Anyone who can pull out the spiritual sword will be recognized by the Sword Tomb. "There is a kind explanation from the tribe.

 Oh, Lu Chaochao was thoughtful.

No wonder they put themselves in, knowing that they can’t pull them out.

Lou's mother stepped forward and hugged Jintang, her voice choked slightly: "Tang'er, no matter whether you can pull out the sword or not, or whether you can be recognized by the sword tomb, you are my best child. My mother has made you worry..." She choked with sobs. Make a sound.

“Mother will live well and take good care of Tang’er and our home.”

“Tang’er did the right thing today, and Qing Mo is also proud of you.” Her Qing Mo could finally close her eyes.

Lou Jintang’s eyes turned red: “Mom, I know.”

Lou Jintang walked in the front, and Lu Chaochao walked in the background with Xie Yuzhou and the dog.

Three people and one dog entered the sword tomb leisurely.

The door of the stone chamber slammed down, locking the three people inside.

"Chaochao, be careful. These swords have tempers. Be careful of their sword intent hurting you..." Lou Jintang warned in a low voice.

There are spiritual swords stuck on both sides of the road, some are only half-length, some are covered with marks, and some are rusty.

“These spiritual swords were pulled out by the ancestors of the Lou family from ancient battlefields. They were worshiped for thousands of years and became the Lou family sword tomb.”

“When outstanding disciples of the Lou family reach adulthood, they can come in and choose a spiritual sword.”

“It’s just that there are very few people who can be recognized by the Sword Tomb and take away the spiritual sword.” Lou Jintang said respectfully.

"The sword tomb has a spirit and must not be offended."

 She bowed around the sword tomb.

“Lou Jintang, the fifteenth generation disciple of the Lou family, came in to get the sword at the order of the clan leader.”

"I hope it will come true." Lou Jintang knelt on the ground and kowtowed with great sincerity.

“The Lou family is in such dire straits that they actually need you, a seven-year-old girl, to take on such an important responsibility?”

 “It’s ridiculous…”

 “I don’t want to be a child’s sword...”

"I will not be a woman's sword..." Laughter came from all directions, some sounded like an old man, some sounded like a woman, the sound was noisy and high.

Lou Jintang pursed his lips slightly, his face turned pale, but his eyes were firm: "Jintang will never let Zhonglingjian down, Jintang will never lose to a man."

 “You take the sword here. Leave!”

 “You leave!”

Lou Jintang's eyes were red: "I won't leave! Although Jintang is a woman, she also has the heart to protect her family and country! Jintang will never admit defeat!"

 Lou Jintang took a deep breath.

“Please follow Jintang out of the sword tomb with the spirit sword, and together we can protect our family and the country!” She stepped forward and held a spirit sword, using the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, but the spirit sword did not move at all.

 Lou Jintang continued to move forward.

“Please follow Jintang out of the sword tomb with the spirit sword, and together we can protect our home and country.” She held a small, delicate sword, but the spirit sword knocked her away.

He didn't even give her a chance to pull it out. "Please let the spirit sword follow Jintang out of the sword tomb, and together we can protect our home and country." She held another broad and long sword.

This sword has the attribute of fire, and the hilt is scorching hot. Lou Jintang is already young, and his hands are white and tender.

She took a deep breath and placed her hands on the hilt of the sword.

"Hiss..." The moment she held it, she hissed.

 The white palms began to drip with blood.

 You can even smell a faint smell of burning in the air.

Xie Yuzhou stamped his feet anxiously: "Release quickly, release quickly, my hands are blistered and my skin is stuck on the sword!"

 “It’s bleeding!” Xie Yuzhou was angry and anxious.

Lou Jintang shed big tears and trembled with pain.

“Why don’t you follow me? Jianzhong selects people based on their qualifications. Since I have outstanding talents, why don’t you follow me?”

 “Just because I’m a woman?”

“Brother Qingmo is dead, Jintang can still stand up and support the Lou family!”

"I won't go, I won't go!" The little girl bit her mouth with blood stains.

Xie Yuzhou sighed loudly and immediately stepped forward to hug her waist and drag her back.

 “You’re going to die!”

 “Your mother only has you as her only child, what should she do?”

Lou Jintang loosened his grip and was dragged to the corner by Xie Yuzhou.

 Hands were burned and covered with blisters, without a trace of flesh, and dripping blood spread all the way.

 Lou Jintang collapsed on the spot.

“I can lose because of my talent, or I can lose because I don’t work hard enough, but I lose because of the difference between men and women, and I don’t accept it!”

 Lu Chaochao finished cracking the melon seeds and clapped his hands together.

She walked to the stone door and stood beside the first sword...

 He bent down and pulled out a sword like a carrot: "Do you like this?" It was effortless.

　　哐丁.

Before Lou Jintang could react, she curled her lips and threw it away: "Broken copper and iron are enough for hoeing. Is it also worthy of being used as a sword?"

 “Do you like this one?”

 “Do you like this one?”

“How about this one? It’s a bit thick and not suitable for you, so forget it.”

 “How does this look like? It looks so fancy...”

 “What’s the difference between men and women? Old Biden, I really shame you!”

 “I’ll take them all to the cesspool later!”

“Can’t pull it out? I have to pull it out and have a look! What’s so great about it?!”

Cang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang clang, one spiritual sword after another was thrown out at random.

 In a blink of an eye, the entire sword tomb was mostly empty.

 Like scraps of copper and iron piled up in front of Lou Jintang.

 The Sword Tomb began to shake...

The Lou family members outside the stone gate were unsteady and asked loudly: "What's going on? What happened??"

Lou Jintang held on to the wall and barely managed to avoid falling over.

The sword that she couldn't pull out just now was easier for Lu Chaochao than pulling out a carrot.

　　"I accept a young disciple and choose a sword, all to give you face! If you don't drink a toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty!"

 Lou Jintang and Xie Yuzhou opened their mouths and looked at her in horror.

Looking at her helplessly, he pulled out all the spiritual swords from the entire sword mound.

 They were all piled up in front of Lou Jintang.

"select!"

 “My disciples, Lu Chaochao, have never suffered from this bird spirit!” (End of this chapter)